The descent was rapid, landing swiftly in front of the tower's main door.
"I'm the younger one, so I should go through the main entrance."
He found an excuse for himself.
The tower remained silent.
Matthew was unperturbed.
He transformed back into human form, carrying the scroll of Coco he entered through the crevice of the main door.
As soon as he entered.
A dark, damp chill hit him.
But more than that.
Were the various gazes that had long locked onto this direction—
Those gazes landed on Matthew's body.
Causing him a slight stinging sensation.
Matthew remained calm, meeting those eyes as he walked in.
Using the rotting sacs on Little Dammon's body and the venomous vermin scattered in the corners.
He had already acquired a view of the first-floor hall before entering.
The first sight was still Little Dammon, who was stopping the bleeding and tending to his wounds.
At this moment, his forearm had just been bandaged.
Yet quite a lot of blood still seeped from within.
